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Alex ([personal profile] alexsarll) wrote2008-01-23 11:05 pm

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Cristina Odone was the one with the 'some of my best friends are gay but they can't have children so I wouldn't want them running the country' article of past blogosphere notoriety, wasn't she?* Certainly a quick Google confirms that her politics are odiously Catholic. Anyway, she was just on Newsnight, backing David Cameron's defence of parents who lie about faith to get their children a decent education. And even if I didn't know her past form, her poisonous, sanctimonious manner and pernicious arguments would have seen her added to the list headed "I wouldn't normally hit a woman, but..."

I only caught this because I'm finding What Ever Happened To Baby Jane? a bit much, and having to take it in instalments; the supporting cast are almost uniformly dreadful, but at its heart are Joan Crawford and Bette Davis giving the performances of their lives. It's a bit like Gaslight except so much better because, in their own very different styles, they're *both* driving each other doolally. Hollywood Gothic at its best. In fact, is there any other Hollywood Gothic? Perhaps not. Oh well.

Torchwood somewhat back to its bad old ways this week, but still with enough silliness in the margins to redeem it from the first season's low points. Fingers crossed for the rest, eh?

*edit: [livejournal.com profile] bathtubgingirl reminds me that that was in fact Lowri Turner. My mistake, though I'm pretty sure they'd get on. Not get off, though. That would be gay, and thus evil.

Re: Joan Crawford and Bette Davis giving the performances of their lives

[identity profile] the-roofdog.livejournal.com 2008-01-24 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Is schlock even a word? I'm beginning to doubt myself. It's not, is it. Certainly not a noun. I mean like kitsch, but rubbish kitsch.

Re: Joan Crawford and Bette Davis giving the performances of their lives

[identity profile] barrysarll.livejournal.com 2008-01-24 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
It is definitely a word, meaning...melodramatic trash, I guess. WEHTBJ? is schlocky, maybe, but not schlock.
And Mildred Pierce is...I don't know, it's good, but it's still just a very good entry in the genre Women's Pictures, whereas this one stands alone. And while I like Bette Davis usually, I like her in a backgroundy sort of way - films I watch with pleasure and then forget. Except All About Eve, but like I said above I find that similar to this, but less so.